Lyrics

Stand in the River

He stood in the doorway that was marked East to West
Freedom took the form of his dream vision quest
His scars were deep-seated from a life so oppressed
There was no turning back and there was no time to rest

Once over the threshold he would briefly rejoice
But for all of life?s struggles he must save his voice
Freedom is a staircase and he took the first step
Never knowing it would spiral and increase in depth

We?re tired and worn but there?s so far to go
Will you stand in the river or go with the flow?

They?re hiding in haystacks lined up at the border
They?re banging down walls built to maintain the order
They?re swimming ashore from boats that have been launched
From coastlines that cry out with hunger and want

They?re gathered and scattered with nowhere to go
And we will not receive them, and what if we did?
Freedom is a staircase and we take the first steps
Never knowing that it spirals and increases in depth

We?re tired and worn but there?s so far to go
Will you stand in the river or go with the flow?

Your trash is his treasure, your freedom his pleasure
We?re fighting oppression with every life?s lesson
Freedom is a staircase and we take the first steps
Never knowing that it spirals and increases in depth

We?re tired and worn but there?s so far to go
Will you stand in the river or go with the flow?

Lyrics by Barbara Potts
Copyright 2006